Oblivion Vampire Disease Novels & Stories

The spire cracks—fissures spreading lightning-fast. Core exposed—pulsing vulnerable. I dive straight in. **Abyssal Canticle**—voice carrying through wards. Swarm screams—HP bars plummeting across HUD. *Ultimate: Swarm Debuff – ninety percent Resistance Down* Julian strikes the core—fangs sinking deep, draining the heart dry. Vampires tear it apart. Charges detonate. The spire explodes—black ichor raining, shockwave flattening lesser beasts. Nest dies—core imploding silent.

She held his hand as the soldiers rowed towards the beach. Thaelen frantically turned over in his mind what might have occurred. Perhaps an illness at the fortress amongst the human slaves, he thought. It wouldn’t be the first time that the human population suffered disease. Whilst vampires were immune to most diseases, and their blood had healing properties, the number of slaves meant that it was not always possible or effectual to use vampire blood to heal them all. A sickness amongst the slaves meant that the vampire’s food was restricted, adding giving blood to keep those that they could alive, and a disease amongst the human population could be disastrous to vampires as well.

response. "You're the only one protesting us. The other girls were friendly and so much sweeter." David grimaced as Franklin agreed. “ so, please leave." I raised my voice, trying to keep up the brave act. Just seeing their face makes me to want to crawl under the earth. I don't know why, but vampires made me feel sick to the very core. It's obvious that they were using their charms and good looks to lure in all humans and use them as their personal blood bag.

Once you found one the rest were very easy to spot because they had a similar smell that came with them being from the same sire. It was like having a family DNA. I was a blood bath. One I hadn't done in years and one I didn't know I missed. I'd killed them all. Draining them completely and then leaving them out in the sun to disappear. When vampires are drained completely and decapitated, they lose their immunity against the sun and then they are burnt to ashes by the sun. I wasn't able to find them all. Some had vanished into thin air. I was going to get them. I just wanted to focus on Christopher first.

Thousands of Blood-Wraiths—the souls of the omegas the East had devoured—erupted from the sea, swarming our starlight-vessels. "Grey Pack! Defend the child!" Silas roared, but as he lunged at a wraith, his own fire-claws turned into obsidian blades that began to drink his own blood. The Vanguard was falling apart. The "Grey Virus" was turning our warriors into cannibals, their hunger overriding the "Mother’s Anchor". "Darlene, the key!" the Oracle’s voice screamed from the deck. She was standing by the mast, her silver-scarred eyes glowing with a reflected, bloody light. "The wooden key is the only thing that isn't made of blood! Use the Dry Fire!".

I could see she was in the living room reading her usually thick book. Once I entered the house I bypassed mom and rushed to my room locking the door behind me before placing him on my bed. The vile was warm as I had held on to it a little too tightly in my hand. The blue brightness of it swirled as I looked at it before popping the top off. *here we go, cross your fingers we can trust him* Vampires and wolves were always at war with one another, we believed that they were the cause of the curse many moons ago, the curse that made all firstborns die after one single breath.

Edna informed him. "How?" Alaric asked from her. "To be honest, I don't know. It could be because of the plague." She added. "What? What was the plague?" He asked with disbelief. Edna inhaled deeply and looked into Alaric's eyes, "When the last war ended, A plague was spread by the Vampire's gene. Many humans died due to alteration of their genes. Those who survived were assumed to have rare blood cells running in their veins. But when they were examined, it turned out that most of the survivors had a history. Although, this is not a valid explanation but an assumption. Different experiments had different results."

Dan said, so I quickly looked away. So he was no longer a v*rgin when he met me? Oh, no! I hope he doesn't have any diseases like AIDS! Wait, do vampires even get those diseases? "Why do you look like that? Sorry, but I'm a vampire, and we don't get those things, so we're safe, so you don't have to worry. Also, I swear to you, I will not be able to find someone like you," Dan said, and he smirked at me and leaned his face toward me.

Before she could ask anything, he was gone. Violetta's hands fidgeted as she thought whether or not she should touch the part of the chest he was bitten at the risk of her getting an infection. "Oh no, what should I do? I've never seen a vampire bite before…" her hands nervously shook in mid air. Tyler then grabbed her hand and Violetta froze, "Lily, is it really you?" Tyler was hallucinating and Violetta was panicking. "General, please snap out of it. I'm trying to help you...you have to snap out of it." Her voice shook.

“Another man was discovered dead in Piatra Cralului National Park. According to the police, a group of hikers discovered Jordan Lambert’s lifeless body on the forest road leading through Zărneşti Gorges. Like the previous killing reports, Mr. Lambert has also two bite marks on his neck that may be the cause of his death. The authorities are still investigating what is causing these killings in order to find the perpetrator as soon as possible. However, there is speculation that these killings are carried out by an incredible creature...vampires. However, we live in the twenty-first century, and vampires existed in the fifteenth and eighteenth centuries. Is it possible that they are still ali